Of the few I've seen, I enjoyed the Moneyball one and the one where it's like Ocean's 11 but with writing a young adult novel, and Neil Gaiman and trolls and shit.  That was a good one.
 
Also: in your face, Pink Donut Eater!

I think Al Capwne edges him.  But good goddamn is it close.

I think he's still lagging well behind Wong Fei-Hung.

I'll admit that I actually look forward to watching Word Girl with my six year old every day.

Everyone knows that good copy editors don't work for money, they work for the warm and lingering satisfaction of making someone else feel vaguely stupid.

It means that the AVClub still needs a good copy editor?

Like Perfect Strangers, but with a turkey as the straight man!

Classic Poe.

I can't see them surviving more than one doomsday, either.

Oh, sure.  No argument there.  Though the grad scene itself had more impact for me than it would have without that little splooge of exposition. (And I remember assuming that Luke must be Lorelai's ex-boyfriend, recently split, the way they interacted.)

"Graduation Day" was actually, randomly, the first Gilmore Girls episode I ever saw.  Watching it again, I realize how serendipitous that was, because Lorelai basically spells out the whole premise of the show when she tells Rory why she doesn't want to invite her parents to grad.

I don't think Gentle Herpes is entirely off-base here.  If you look at Welles' bigger career, from Voodoo Macbeth and War of the Worlds to F is For Fake, trickery for the fun of it is pretty much a constant.

She used to be able to act, circa Cold Comfort Farm.  She apparently traded those skills for larger breasts. 

Inevitable counter example: Casablanca, six credited screenwriters.

The Twelfth Night with Ben Kingsley — mostly for Ben Kingsley.  Honourable mention to My Own Private Idaho.

No, he's Topper Harley.

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If it was Pierce, he would have watched V/H/S 3 by now.

Read the reviews and comments on this site instead.  They're getting increasingly funny.  It hasn't reached the Following levels yet, but I have hopes.

If this wasn't my son's wedding, I'd knock your teeth out, you anti-homophobe-ite bastard.